My Head Hurts

So who knew that swinging a PHILLIES rally towel could take so much coordination and effort?
I found out tonight how little muscle mass I must have in those flabby things that I'm supposed to call arms. Not only am I left with sore arms, I realized that I wasn't swinging or twirling the towel the way most of the other fans were twirling theirs. Most fans had their towels going in tight little circles above their heads, their arms handling the exercise with ease. My rally towel twirled in large circles and would often wrap itself around my wrist. Nobody ELSES was wrapping...only MINE. Furthermore, as I was spinning my rally towel in large circles attempting to keep it from wrapping around my wrist, trying to maintain some composure, I was hit about 52 times in my right eye from Evan's rally towel and 38 times in my left from Bobby's towel spinning in a humongous circle. I hope the Phillies have taken out additional insurance for those injuries caused by us incompetent rally towel spinners.
Otherwise, using the rally towels was a good thing...there was a lot to cheer about as the Philles beat the Nationals. The magic number is now ONE!

Shay was a bit cranky and had trouble watching the game. I did take her to the Phanatic playground and we walked around awhile. She ate pizza, cotton candy and daddy bought the kids number one fingers. It was a good time except when those rally towels became weapons used by my kids. Yes, not only was I having trouble with getting clunked in the head with them, but each child discovered that they do make a great weapon and numerous times, mom the referee threatened to take them away...especially Shays. She loved hitting the boys with hers.

Enjoy the weekend everyone,
J